Talking Pets – Flash Fiction Freestyle   Leave a comment

My friend Dyane Forde tagged me this morning on this flash fiction. I’m a little slow to respond because I’m at work, and this is the first time I’ve done this since high school, but here goes. Written in 15 minutes

Dyane’s prompt: Your pet of many years suddenly speaks human. What does it say?

Our family has a long history of expressive animals, but the most expressive one is our Black Dog. She is not a loving or sweet animal. Her dad was probably a Labrador, but her mother was a husky and BD has some distinctly wolf-like qualities. She’s a thief, a scoundrel, an escape artist and a dominatrix. She exemplifies the adage “it’s not the size of the dog in the fight as the fight in the dog.” There is not a dog in the neighborhood who has not groveled before her, even though she’s been in very few fights.

She is the sort of dog who is not content with being man’s best friend. She’s pretty sure she should be in charge. She likes my husband better than me, but she has taken his knees out while hiking just to prove she was in charge. For many years, I would have to plan a (about) bi-annual rolling of the naughty dog in the dirt to remind her who was Alpha. Otherwise, she would not respect me and when BD doesn’t respect you, you will regret it.

Naturally, a dog like that would have a lot to say if she could talk, but she doesn’t need to. She uses body language very well. She cares about us. She has steered us away from a glacier moulin and backed moose into the woods for us. She has the interesting (creepy) ability to project her thoughts at us. I’ll suddenly get the idea that BD wants the bacon scraps from breakfast, go to the window and find her staring at the window.

BD’s getting old and won’t be with us much longer. If she could speak our language I think she’d say pretty much what her attitude has said all along — I’m free to be me. If you’re okay with that, we’ll get along better. If not … well, I don’t care, so you might as well by okay with that.

Tagging my friend Paula Shene

Posted July 14, 2015 by aurorawatcherak in Uncategorized

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